Some Good Steals...
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when you live in a town...you look for friends..when you go to another town, you look for the people of your town...when you leave state, you search for people of your state and when you are outside your country, you look for your countrymates...for the time being, I'm a south indian who is in delhi all alone from 2 years....so naturally that sirname strikes me always (even here when i dash with pai's shenoy's and kamath's in rush)...hope you understand...
ganeshhity
ganeshhity
hi ganesh
Well I do understand but a person from TamilNadu may not understand A KONKANI calling himself a south indian
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I am living in south india for 12 years and never felt that urge. one makes friends on the basis of commonality and certainly being konkani is an attribute to make friends that need not be advertised. I did not take any offence to your statement. We are in a country of diversified culture so these things are quite natural.
Pankaj
Well I do understand but a person from TamilNadu may not understand A KONKANI calling himself a south indian
.I am living in south india for 12 years and never felt that urge. one makes friends on the basis of commonality and certainly being konkani is an attribute to make friends that need not be advertised. I did not take any offence to your statement. We are in a country of diversified culture so these things are quite natural.
Pankaj
pkjha30 said:
hi ganesh
Well I do understand but a person from TamilNadu may not understand A KONKANI calling himself a south indian .
I am living in south india for 12 years and never felt that urge. one makes friends on the basis of commonality and certainly being konkani is an attribute to make friends that need not be advertised. I did not take any offence to your statement. We are in a country of diversified culture so these things are quite natural.
Pankaj
Well I do understand but a person from TamilNadu may not understand A KONKANI calling himself a south indian
.I am living in south india for 12 years and never felt that urge. one makes friends on the basis of commonality and certainly being konkani is an attribute to make friends that need not be advertised. I did not take any offence to your statement. We are in a country of diversified culture so these things are quite natural.
Pankaj
I did not mean in offensive state.....anyway, my hometown is in karnataka..( now probably you undstnd the kamath theory)...and loneliness, that depends upon man to man...
ganeshhity
pkjha30 said:
Hi Amit
I am well aware of your literary passion. my sentence does draw sustenence from the Bard but if you read carefully you will find many other shades of meaning depending on your perspective.
All you can steal from us is our admiration for you ,the more you steal the more it grows.
Regards
Pankaj
I am well aware of your literary passion. my sentence does draw sustenence from the Bard but if you read carefully you will find many other shades of meaning depending on your perspective.
All you can steal from us is our admiration for you ,the more you steal the more it grows.
Regards
Pankaj
I'm touched and humbled by the expression of affection and fondness in your post. It's been given to me, how then would I steal it.
About stealing away...some thoughts have been swirling in my head which I would share here in a day or so.
And, about the literary interests, that line from yesterday's post 'fold my tent and silently steal away' drew sustenance from a beautiful poem copied below, and there are shades of meaning there too. But more on that later, enjoy the poem for now.
The Day Is Done by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.
I see the lights of the village
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me
That my soul cannot resist:
A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.
Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of day.
Not from the grand old masters,
Not from the bards sublime,
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of Time.
For, like strains of martial music,
Their mighty thoughts suggest
Life's endless toil and endeavor;
And to-night I long for rest.
Read from some humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart,
As showers from the clouds of summer,
Or tears from the eyelids start;
Who, through long days of labor,
And nights devoid of ease,
Still heard in his soul the music
Of wonderful melodies.
Such songs have power to quiet
The restless pulse of care,
And come like the benediction
That follows after prayer.
Then read from the treasured volume
The poem of thy choice,
And lend to the rhyme of the poet
The beauty of thy voice.
And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.
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